Lyrics:

Words by Morten Harket, Nick Whitecross, Ole Sverre Olsen

Music by Morten Harket



Take your pride

and lift it high

I've come to say goodbye



You've got your live

And I've got mine

Sometimes hard to draw that line



I like to walk

And my way is my own

You taught me how

Don't you know



And there must be

some place to meet

I take off my shoes

I'll walk bare-foot when I do



Standing there in front of you

I want to honest

I want to be true



I like to walk

And my way is my own

You taught me how

Don't you know what we found



Brother maybe



We're on holy ground

Take your pride

and lift it high



I must leave without you

Good advice I grow stronger

Where the mountains rise



Standing there in front of you

I want to honest

I want to be true